Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 164 There is a package for you

"Only two? Are you sure?"

Metropolitan Police Department, in the office area of ​​the third department.

Miwako Sato, who was writing in her own seat, paused, raised her eyes and looked at her partner who was sitting at the work station trimming her nails in surprise: "There is no magazine in this world that only publishes two publications." .”

"It's true to say so, but the copy you received from that bastard before is indeed one of the only two trial printing copies in the world."

Blowing on the remaining nail shavings, Uehara Katsumi looked up at the clock hanging on the wall of the office area. One morning passed, and the report on his desk was still unmoved: "This is a special issue, so for To be on the safe side, the high-level executives of the magazine at that time were still very discerning and printed two copies first to see how the actual effect would be."

"and then?"

"There is no more, the magazine behind it closed down, so now you know how precious this magazine is in your hand?"

Katsumi Uehara put down his nail clippers while talking, and coughed twice, staring at Miwako Sato with a straight face and said: "This is a unique trial printing plate. , I was thinking of spending a lot of money to buy it back from that bastard Sumi Hao, but now it's in your hands."

"So, do you want to buy it back from me at a high price?" Miwako Sato, biting the tip of her pen and tidying the table with both hands, said with a smile, "How about a price? If it satisfies me, then I can consider it. "

"No, you misunderstood me. I mean, do you want to give me some symbolic compensation?" Raising his right hand and shaking his index finger, Uehara Katsumi, who is too lazy to be a desktop cleaning master, randomly took a folder with his left hand and Suppressing the blank report, he stood up out of sight.

"Me? Give you compensation?"

Miwako Sato, who seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights, also stood up, put on the brown-red suit jacket, and at the same time pushed the receding chair under the workstation, and said with a smile: "This magazine is a gift from Mr. Sumi. Give it to me, why should I compensate you?"

"Is he that good?"

"That's up to you to ask yourself."

The appearance of Katsumi Uehara when he was drunk at the ktv that night seemed to reappear in front of his eyes, Miwako Sato spread his hands and said, "You were the one who was drunk and wanted to ask Mr. Sumii to take that magazine away, but he was so noisy It’s annoying, so I just mailed the magazine to me.”

Uehara Katsumi looked suspicious: "Really, I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it? Is there something unexpected about your case?" Before Miwako Sato could speak, Ren Saburo Shiratori, who was at the other side of the station and was also rushing to get off work to eat in the cafeteria, stopped and approached curiously.

Seeing this, Katsumi Uehara immediately stretched out his hand and pinched his face——

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts! Let go! Let go of Uehara!"

Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who was pinched into a crayon Shin-chan for a while, waved his fists and moved away from this man who was not serious in his strikes. While rubbing his cheeks, his eyes were extremely sad.

It was just a sap hit by the Kaitou Kidd once, as for wanting to slap him in the face as soon as we met.

"It looks genuine." Katsumi Uehara shook his hands with a smirk on his face: "It can't be my fault, Shiratori, who gave you a criminal record."

The speechless Shiratori Ren Sanlang could only give him a middle finger in return: "I now suspect that you are also a fake, come here and let me pinch."

"Come on, if I want to be pinched, I choose to be pinched by Sato. What's the matter with you, right Sato?"

"..."

Miwako Sato, who was in the theater group but was dragged into the water for no reason, immediately rolled her eyes at him, and took the lead: "I'm not as naive as you."

"Did you hear that? Don't be so naive." Katsumi Uehara pointed the cannon fire at the innocent Shiratori decisively, then raised his foot and chased after Sato's back.

Rubbing his cheeks, Shiratori bared his teeth, weighed himself in his heart, and chose to give up.

One day when Uehara is beaten by Kidd, he will be able to get back on the field.

"By the way, is there any news about Kidd, Shiratori? Did you find anything?"

"No, nothing was found."

The three of them came to the cafeteria together and found a place to sit down. Asked by Sato, Shiratori Rensaburo unavoidably looked unhappy when he mentioned the phantom thief Kidd who had made him ashamed: "I suspect that Kidd pretended to be me. It is to investigate the criminal organization that poured dirty water on him, after all, you and Uehara were not there at the time, and the Megure police department is too big."

"Aren't there any traces left? You said that you were knocked unconscious after helping the old lady cross the road. There should be surveillance video over there in the traffic department."

Miwako Sato, who was stirring the vegetable salad, chewed in small bites, puzzled.

"There is, but it's useless."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who has never been wronged like this since the beginning of the police, when he talked about this incident, his teeth itch with hatred, and even the roasted wings in his mouth crunched: "It's a pity that he ran away, otherwise I must Make him look good."

Sipping Coke, Katsumi Uehara put down the can: "Is there a possibility that Kidd thinks you're a bully after this time, and will look for you again next time he disguises himself?"

"..."

"..."

Sato blinked and turned his head, staring straight at the man sitting next to him as if he had seen a ghost. His clever eyes rolled back and forth a few times, clearly conveying a message to him: Can this be said?Shouldn't you be comforting him?

Katsumi Uehara raised his eyebrows twice: I was comforting him.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who was already feeling gloomy, saw the goddess in his dream flirting with Uehara Katsumi in front of him, and his heart became even colder.

It's also because he has a good attitude, otherwise he would have been completely overwhelmed by Uehara Katsumi's mouth.

After thinking about it for a while, Shiratori felt that he had to rely on himself to be happy, so he decisively changed the subject: "Where are Takagi and Chiba? Why don't you see them today?"

"Oh, they received a call to the police, and they went out to investigate the situation in the morning, and they should be back soon." Miwako Sato, who was entrusted with the power of the three departments of personnel by Mu Mushisan, opened his mouth and came.

She and Uehara were temporarily transferred away by the Megure Police Department to "cooperate" with the police, and Shiratori knocked out Kidd with a stick in the investigation. Takagi and Chiba naturally had to provoke the three main beams at this time.

"There are so many cases."

Katsumi Uehara, who missed the previous life very much, said with emotion: "How many final reports have not been written by the two of them? There is a new case."

"Let's not talk about them, I still have three closing reports that are about to be handed in, alas." Shiratori, who yearned for justice since childhood, also showed melancholy when he heard this: "Uehara, how many do you have?"

"Oh, I didn't."

"?"

"Did you forget that he just came back from vacation not long ago, and the only case he came into contact with was Miyano Akemi, who became a tainted witness and involved the police, so he doesn't need to write the closing report." Miwako Sato explained with a smothered smile. One sentence.

"...Indeed, I forgot about this."

Shiratori slapped his head, the busyness of this period and the impact of the case really made him forget about this matter: "Oh yes, I remember Uehara—"

Ring Ring Ring!
Before Shiratori finished speaking, the phone in Uehara Katsumi's pocket rang.Katsumi Uehara, who was chewing his food, took out his mobile phone, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and pressed the answer button: "Hello? What's the matter?"

"Uehara Police Department, there is a package for you."

"I haven't had a package recently, did you misread it?"

"Really? But that's what it says on it. The sender's name is Oikawa Kunihiko. Is he an acquaintance of you at Uehara Police Department?"

Uehara Katsumi was stunned, and his chewing speed slowed down instantly: "Okay, I see, I'll get it later."

Miwako Sato, who noticed the slight change in the man's face, saw that he hung up the phone, and couldn't help but be concerned: "What's wrong? What package?"

"I don't know, I'll find out later."

　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)